Chunyang First Headmaster

Chapter 382 The Heart of Death
On the fluffy snow, there were stumps and broken legs everywhere, dripping with blood. More than a dozen old monks in cassocks stood outside the circle, staring at the sky and the earth in all directions. If there was any movement, they would open their eyes wide kill ring.

Abbot Zhengci stood in the circle, his face sinking like water, looking around, he saw that all the monks were dead and injured, even the golden body and powerful Zen Master Zhimiao of Dafu Lingjiu Temple in Wutai Mountain died tragically under the enemy's sneak attack.

"Nine more disciples were killed and six others were injured!" The abbot of Fuhu Temple in Jiuhua Mountain, Dajue Zen Master, who had finished counting, walked over slowly and sighed, "Now there are only 67 monks left. There were no fewer than ten wounded. After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, the elites of the second and third generation disciples of the five Mahayana temples were wiped out, and they had to recuperate for three to forty years to recover..."

Zen Master Zhengci nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Now the arrow is on the string, and we have to shoot it. If we retreat here, within a few years, Chunyang Palace will surely soar to the sky. Nothing can be done!"

Zen Master Gu Feng, the abbot of Luojia Temple in Mount Putuo, nodded and said: "Brother Zhengci is right. If you don't take this opportunity to uproot Chunyang Palace, you will become a serious trouble for the Buddhist sect!"

"It's already a serious problem..."

Zen Master Zhixing, the abbot of Dafu Lingjiu Temple in Wutai Mountain, sighed softly, "Junior Brother Zhimiao is superb in martial arts, and his profound skills are hardly inferior to poor monks, but he was attacked by Chunyang Palace Liu Suifeng and Chu Xun in the chaos army." , fell into Chu Xun’s way of desolation, and the five decays of heaven and man died. If you let him grow up and fight alone, how many people in the world are the opponents of these two?”

Chan Master Dajue gritted his teeth with hatred, and said angrily: "Chunyang Palace can be regarded as the orthodox school of Taoism after all, but it has used such poisonous tricks, avalanches, fire attacks, and ambushes. I don't need it to the extreme. Pity my youngest direct disciple Hui Ming, who is already a half-step genius at the age of 26. One careless, more than ten throwing axes broke the defense, and he ended up in a state of incomplete corpse!"

The four old monks looked around, couldn't help but feel mixed with grief and anger, and chanted the Buddha's name again and again.

Suddenly, Zen Master Hongfa, the abbot of Puxian Temple on Mount Emei, stood there quietly, looking at the east with deep eyes. Zen Master Zhixing asked curiously, "Brother Hongfa, what are you looking at?"

"I didn't look at anything!" Zen Master Hongfa withdrew his gaze and said softly, "The poor monk is thinking, I don't know how Grand Master Uncle is now..."

"Master Wuji?" The four old monks were taken aback for a moment. Abbot Zhengci showed a slight smile on his miserable face, and said with a smile, "Mr. Hongfa, do you still have to worry about Master Wuji? Even if the sky falls, he won't be able to hurt him, so what else is there to worry about?"

Zen Master Hongfa shook his head, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Grand Master is determined not to go with us, the poor monk thinks carefully, the greatest possibility is that Uncle Grand Master confronted Master Chunyang alone!"

The four of them were startled suddenly, recalling what Wuji old monk said to them before, the more they thought about it, the more suspicious they became.Zen Master Dajue nodded slowly and said, "This matter is very likely..."

Zen Master Hongfa turned his head, his eyes were as deep as the sea, he stared closely at the abbot Zhengci, and said: "Brother Zhengci, Xiao Qianli, is this person in the realm of cultivating gods and returning emptiness?"

Zen Master Zhengci couldn't help being taken aback, lowered his eyelids, pondered for a long time, then shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I don't know..."

Hongfa took a step forward, looked closely at Zen Master Zhengci, and said in a deep voice: "As far as the poor monk knows, in addition to a few senior brothers, there is also a senior master who lives in seclusion in the jungle in the ten directions. Xiao Qianli burned the Daci'en Temple At that time, didn't this senior make a move?"

Zen Master Zhengci hesitated to speak, and shook his head for a long time before saying, "I haven't made a move yet!"

"It's a good one who didn't make a move!" Hongfa sneered, "The seniors of the Pure Land of Puxian Temple worked hard for the Western Expedition, and they came to call, but the masters of the Mahayana ancestral court did not move. What is the reason?"

"Junior Hongfa, be careful!" Zen Master Gu Feng usually seldom speaks, but now he shouted, "What's the use of saying these things now? The overall situation is the most important thing!"

These old monks are all proficient in Buddhism. After Gu Feng drank a sentence, Zen Master Hongfa gritted his teeth, took two steps back, and saluted with palms together: "Amitabha——"

With a bitter expression on his face, Zhengci saluted and sighed, "It's not that Da Ci'en Temple preserves its strength. In the battle between Buddhism and Taoism, everyone is a pawn. Taking a step back is a game of death. Only by taking every step can we have a chance."

Chan Master Hongfa was silent, but heaved a heavy sigh, knelt down to Dongfang pushing the golden mountain and the jade pillar, and said in a deep voice: "Although it is not possible, the situation is compelling! If you go up again, I am afraid that Hongfa will not be able to return to the center now." Tu, please forgive the Tathagata and the teacher in spreading the Dharma, so you can’t have both..." In the end, the words were incoherent, and the voice was choked up, but it was difficult to continue.

All kinds of thoughts were aroused by Zen Master Hongfa's words. Several old monks knelt down towards the east in unison, muttering in their mouths, with extremely tragic expressions.

In the desperate situation, Zen Master Hongfa's actions, on the contrary, aroused the hearts of the monks to share the same hatred with the enemy, and the murderous intent was fierce, and the fighting spirit was overwhelming, sweeping away all the previous frustrations.

In the clouds, two goshawks circled continuously. Liu Suifeng sat on the eagle's back, bowed his head and watched for a while, then sighed: "What a Mahayana Buddhism, if it is not for the conflict of doctrines, there is also a dispute over orthodoxy. The two religions are in conflict. Just looking at the actions of this group of monks, they deserve to be called eminent monks with the right way.”

"Brother, don't praise him!" Chu Xun rushed up with a sad face, "Little brother was slapped by an old monk just now, and he can't lift half of his arm. You are still praising him."

"Come on!" Liu Suifeng said with a chuckle, "You always claim to have strong muscles and bones, but the old monk was attacked by me first, and I hit you on the shoulder with a lot of force, maybe less than three or four points, but it was nothing cry here."

Chu Xun was seen through by the big brother, and immediately smiled, looked down a few times, and asked: "Big brother, we shot six times in succession, delaying their speed for at least two days. Now that they are close to Kunlun, do you want to go again?" Can you do it?"

"Look for an opportunity to attack again!" Liu Suifeng pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Don't use the elite soldiers trained by Mr. Song again. This time, he attacked with all his strength, but killed and injured nearly a hundred people. If Mr. Song knew what he used to deal with the nomadic cavalry The elite soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and I don’t know how heartbroken they will be.”

"That's right!" Chu Xunxin nodded emphatically, "Although we killed many of them back and forth, the ones who survived were all masters, ordinary sneak attacks won't help, it's better for the two of us to think of something. !Even if it doesn’t work, it’s easy to retreat completely.”

Liu Suifeng thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Okay, let's get ready to go first!"

Seeing Liu Suifeng's confident appearance, Chu Xun suddenly became interested, and said happily, "Brother, have you figured out a way?"

"They have not lost their strength. It is absolutely impossible to rely on the two of us alone. The current plan, as long as one of the tails can be cut off, it will be considered a success!"

(End of this chapter)